Hannah’s POVI woke up with Rafael looking at me and gently sliding his hands along my back. He flashed that gorgeous smile, between those perfect dimples, and gave me a long, tender kiss."Good morning, my flower!" he whispered and drew a smile from me."Good morning, psycho!" I replied playfully."You're a woman of your word; you really got me last night. But the problem with you doing that is now I need more," he teased and kissed my neck, his stubble starting to grow tickled me, that good scratch that leaves your skin tingling and waiting for more."You're a pervert, you barely let me sleep." I tried to pretend I was annoyed, but he laughed."You're no saint, my crazy girl, it's pretty hard to put out your fire." He was being playful and I started laughing, but my phone alarm went off and I knew I needed to get ready for work."The problem is the fire's still burning here, but I don't have time anymore, I need to go to work," I replied and gave him a kiss."No time? What a shame! I
Hannah’s POVI wasn't expecting the day I was having, wasn't expecting anything that was happening, and I was feeling sick and helpless, until those two men knocked on my door and surprised me.I wasn't expecting my uncle to show up at my apartment because I hadn't called him. I tried to bother him as little as possible, even though he insisted he would like to do more for me. I also wasn't expecting Rafael to answer my call. But Rafael did answer, dropped everything he was doing and came to see me, and I clung to him, because his coming made me think I had to be wrong about him. A spark of hope shone in me, until my uncle asked to speak with him alone.When my uncle asked me to let him talk to Rafael, I imagined something was wrong, imagined I had chosen poorly again, and it hurt me to think that all the mistrust I had might turn out to be true and not just madness in my head, because I trusted my uncle and he protected me. It took time for me to trust him, because my mother kept us a
Rafael’s POVI sat down beside Hannah, holding her hand between mine, and waited. I really wanted to know what had happened, and she was finally willing to share. She was finally lowering her guard, though I only wished it wasn't under such terrible circumstances."She called me today. In that same old way and demanded I come to her husband's birthday party. I don't understand why she demands these things from me when they can't stand me." Hannah began speaking with a choked voice, but I still didn't know who she was talking about."Dear, not every woman who gives birth to a child becomes a mother. She demands your presence because she needs to satisfy her own ego on some level. They want the image of a perfect, harmonious family to show off to people, but the truth is they don't care." Her uncle began to explain, and I felt my heart break in two for her."Was it your mother who attacked you?" I asked with my eyes closed."Yeah, we don't have a very healthy relationship," Hannah answer
Rafael’s POVMaybe taking Hannah to my office hadn't been a good idea, because I needed to work, but I was thinking about her, naked on my desk, moaning against my window glass, sitting on my lap in my chair, beneath me on my couch, kissing me pressed against the door... the best images in my head and the desire to do it all over again... it was very difficult to concentrate like this.But I was also worried, because she had received a call that clearly upset her. I gave her privacy, but I didn't know how to help her because I didn't know what she was dealing with. I wanted to know if she was okay, but if I asked directly she wouldn't answer. I knew I need to distract her before asking, needed to disarm her. So I sent a message, maybe she would reply and we could chat a bit and I could find out if she was feeling better.What I didn't expect was for her to tell me she needed me, and I would have jumped for joy if that hadn't sounded like a cry for help and hadn't left me totally worrie
Hannah’s POVI got home and looked at the clock. I knew my mother's rules and that I should be at her house by seven in the evening or the drama would start before I even walked in. And although it was already close to four, I wasn't worried. I didn't need much, just one of my pre-approved outfits and shoes too, that is if I didn't want her to have a hysterical fit and her husband to grab me by the hair again.I felt ridiculous in those dresses that looked like potato sacks. They were nothing more than a square of fabric with sleeves, usually in khaki or shades of that color, paired with a beige cardigan; and the cardigan was mandatory, even if it was blazing hot. Black flats on my feet and no makeup on my face. And it wasn't that my mother was tacky, she wasn't, but she said that under no circumstances should I make her look old or compete for attention with her, who was always dressed with maximum elegance and refinement, I might add.I took that thing off the hanger and threw it on
Hannah’s POVRafael had given me a night that would be very hard to top. He knew what to do, where to touch, how to touch, what to say. In that way, he was very different from Frederick, who was pretty basic and always in a rush.He also surprised me when he noticed I wasn't wearing panties. I imagined that if he found out, he would at least give me a lecture, but no, he simply started laughing and acted like it was the sexiest thing in the world. Frederick would have dragged me home by the arm just because of the dress. But that was the difference: Frederick was my boyfriend and Rafael was just a hookup. But what if it was more?Either way, he gave me a wonderful night to remember, and by the end, I even wanted to stay with him a little longer. That was why I was in his bed, being held by him and falling asleep without worrying if my eyes would open again or if he would kill me while I slept. God, how many times had I woken up to Frederick hitting me, just because some friend of his h